Sunday, May 20, 2012

street photography is mind over matter

the beggar poet and the don

we are under the protection of don

i am the cameras cosmic eye

i am the cameras cosmic eye

i am a pinboard of collected discarded memories

bitten by snakes thrown off ladders - the beggar poet

Manuela and the Beggar Poet of Rustic Bandra

Street Photography Is Shooting From Your Head Rather Through The Camera

Sometimes I Patiently Wait For My Shots

Anarkali ..Once Upon A Time In Bollywood

From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia

Anarkali (Hindi: अनारकली, Urdu: اناركلی) is a 1953 film based on the historical legend of the Mughal emperor Jahangir. As per the legend Jahangir revolted against his father Akbar over his love for a common girl called Anarkali. It was the top grossing Hindi film in the year of its release, and one of the biggest Hindi film hits in its decade.[1] Another film on the same theme was Mughal-e-Azam, made in 1960, which was again a major commercial[2] and critical hit.

Shahenshah Jalaudin Akbar is the grandson of Babur , and the son of Humayun. He is known to have ruled over Hindustan with a humane and just heart. He knew in order to garner the support of the Hindus, he must treat them sensitively, allow them to worship freely, and in order to maintain this peace, he married Jodabai, a Hindu Rajput, the sister of Raja Man Singh. Through this marriage they became the proud parents of Shehzada Salim. Akbar first met Nadira in the Anar garden, while she was awaiting the arrival of her lover. So pleased he was with her that he wanted to reward her, but she only asked for an Anar, so he ended up bestowing her with the name of 'Anarkali'. He met her the second time when she was able to revive Salim, who was seriously wounded in a war in Kabul. Once again Akbar was pleased with her, wanted to reward her, but again she turned him down. The third time she ended up annoying Akbar when she sang and danced in his court under the influence of alcohol, and he has her imprisoned. The very foundations of Akbar's palace will be shaken to the roots, and his manner of meting out justice will be put to the extreme test, when he finds out that Salim is in love with Anarkali and wants to marry her. While Akbar may have been successful to end the strife between Hindus and Muslims, but will be able to break down the wall between the rich and the poor?
[edit]Cast

Bina Rai ... Nadira
Pradeep Kumar ... Shehzada Salim
Kuldip Kaur
Ruby Mayer ... Rani Joda Bai (as Sulochana)
S. L. Puri ... Raja Man Singh
Manmohan Krishna ... Parvez (as Manmohan Krishan)
Noor Jehan (as Nur Jehan)
Mubarak ... Shahenshah Jalaudin Akbar


Vasant Prakash began work as music director, but died having recorded just one song with Geeta Dutt. C. Ramchandra took over as composer and insisted not only that all songs be sung by Lata Mangeshkar but that the Geeta number be removed from the film. Although the Filmistan people agreed, the Geeta song stayed in the movie and was the famous "Aa Jaane Wafaa".
[edit]Soundtrack

Track #SongSinger(s)LyricistMusic Composer
1Yeh Zindagi Usiki HaiLata MangeshkarRajendra KrishanC. Ramchandra
2Aaja Ab To AajaLata MangeshkarShailendraC. Ramchandra
3Mujhse Mat PoochhLata MangeshkarRajendra KrishanC. Ramchandra
4Dua Kar Gham-E-DilLata MangeshkarShailendraC. Ramchandra
5Jaag Dard-E-Ishq JaagLata Mangeshkar, Hemant KumarRajendra KrishanC. Ramchandra
6Mohabbat Aisi Dhadkan HaiLata MangeshkarHasrat JaipuriC. Ramchandra
7Zindagi Pyar Ki Do Char GhadiHemant KumarRajendra KrishanC. Ramchandra
8O Aasman Wale Shikwa Hai Zindagi KaLata MangeshkarHasrat JaipuriC. Ramchandra
9Aa Jane WafaGeeta DuttJan Nissar AkhtarVasant Prakash

Rustic Bandra Chapel Road Photo Walk

the only cure is rehabilitation but the muslim world prefers building mosques

the muslim beggar
wont curse his fate
as he stands outside
the mosque by the gates
he patiently waits
a few coins wont
change his destiny
but he clings
to hope miserly
human trait
fuck who cares
what he ate
he is nothing
but a beggar
third rate
they pity him
but it is human
nature to hate
the beggar
muslim like
them
they happy
in gods house
heads bowed
he in dire straits

I am as white as the next man is black..

what has
color got do
with living
loving
searching
for hope
in a haystack
why do we
sometimes
have one track
we become
racists bigots
humanity hijack
being human is
being on the right
track says
the colored man
to a colorless god
i want my human
rights back
before as the
Life or the
Resurrection
if you ever
come back

I Shoot The Beggars of Bandra

stay clean and preen eat only greens fruits in between

dont eat animal flesh
heart liver and spleen
unhealthy
dirty unclean

Photo Walkers at Clarence Gomes Quintessential 100 Year Old Villa

Clarence Gomes of 100 Bazar Road Bandra


Clarence Gomes is the founder of Bandra Times a local weekly paper that brings you the news of old time Bandra and Clarence and I are old time friends its his press card that hangs around my neck whether I shot the Bandra train serial bomb blast or the Dadar Kabutarkhana bomblast.. including the fires that destroyed the shanties of Behrampada or Garib Nagar Bandra East.

I dont leave home without the camera or the Bandra times Press card , the service is honorary, and all my pictures are online at Flickr.com.

The press card is a lucky talisman to save my opinionated arrogant colored as from photographer hating cops specially cops that hate guys like me shooting on the streets.

Clarence Gomes has done a lot for the poor the needy with his youth club at St Peter grounds Bandra , and I have the highest respect for this ex NAB official who worked his life away among the blind.

So no photowalk is complete without meeting Clarence Gomes at his century old villa at Bandra Bazar Road..and this was my first photowalk with friends I normally shoot my stuff alone.. I dont mic I am a recluse . I know everyone in the area but it is the beggars who I have helped that come kiss my hand ..they also know I am a holistic healer Dam Madar Malang and a devout Shia.

I heal through the pictures I take my blogs are born with wings and reach your window sill too with a message of peace hope humanity.

I shoot barefeet .. and am dressed in my Malang attire..

Mostly on Sundays I shoot all this with my 4 year old grand daughter Marziya Shakir who is a street photographer too and the one hanging on my waist 9 month old Nerjis Asif Shakir is learning to shoot pictures too.

Marziya Shakir shoots on the Canon EOS 7D or the Canon EOS 60D.

All three of us are Google Plussers .

Dont search for us on Facebook..

We are on Twitter and Indibloggers too.

Jambuls at Rs 280 a kg.. good for diabetes

from wikipedia

Jambul (Syzygium cumini) is an evergreen tropical tree in the flowering plant family Myrtaceae. Jambul is native to Bangladesh, India, Nepal, Pakistan, Sri Lanka, the Philippines, and Indonesia.[citation needed] The name of the fruit is sometimes mistranslated as blackberry, which is a different fruit in an unrelated family.
Jambul is also known as Jambhul/jambu/jambula/jamboola, Java plum, jamun, jaam/kalojaam, jamblang, jambolan, black plum, Damson plum, Duhat plum, Jambolan plum, or Portuguese plum. Malabar plum may also refer to other species of Syzygium. This fruit is called Neredu Pandu in Telugu and Naaval Pazham in Malayalam and Navva Pazham in Tamil and Nerale Hannu in Kannada . Jambul is known as Duhat in the Philippines.[1]
The tree was introduced to Florida, USA in 1911 by the USDA, and is also now commonly grown in Suriname and Trinidad and Tobago. In Brazil, known as Jambolão, where it was introduced from India during Portuguese colonization, it has dispersed spontaneously in the wild in some places, as its fruits are eagerly sought by various native birds such as thrushes, tanagers and the Great Kiskadee. This species is considered an invasive in Hawaii, USA.[

A fairly fast growing species, it can reach heights of up to 30 m and can live more than 100 years. Its dense foliage provides shade and is grown just for its ornamental value. The wood is strong and is water resistant. Because of this it is used in railway sleepers and to install motors in wells. It is sometimes used to make cheap furniture and village dwellings though it is relatively hard to work on.
Jambul trees start flowering from March to April. The flowers of jambul are fragrant and small, about 5 mm in diameter. The fruits develop by May or June and resemble large berries. The fruit is oblong, ovoid, starts green and turns pink to shining crimson black as it matures. A variant of the tree produces white coloured fruit. The fruit has a combination of sweet, mildly sour and astringent flavour and tends to colour the tongue purple. The seed is also used in various alternative healing systems like Ayurveda (to control diabetes, for example.[3][4]), Unani and Chinese medicine for digestive ailments. The leaves and bark are used for controlling blood pressure and gingivitis. Wine and vinegar are also made from the fruit. It has a high source in vitamin A and vitamin C.[5][6][7]
Jambul has been spread overseas from India by Indian emigrants and at present is common in former tropical British colonies.[8]
[edit]Nutrients and Phytochemicals

Cultural & Religious Significance

According to Hindu tradition, Rama subsisted on the fruit in the forest for 14 years during his exile from Ayodhya[citation needed]. Because of this, many Hindus regard jambul as a 'fruit of the gods,' especially in Gujarat, India, where it is known locally as jamboon.
Lord Krishna has been described as having skin the color of Jamun. In Hindu mythology several protagonists have been described as having the color of jambul[citation needed].
[edit]In Maharashtra culture
In Maharashtra, jambul (locally known as jāmbhūḷ Marathi :जांभूळ) leaves are used in marriage pandal decorations. There is famous Marathi song "Jambhul pikalya zada khali...". The seeds are used in herbal tea for diabetics.
[edit]Ancient Tamil culture
According to Tamil legend, Auvaiyar (also known as Auvayar) (Tamil: ஔவையார்), a female poet,ethicist and political activist of the Sangam period was resting under a jambun tree, considering her life's work complete, when Lord Murugan, a guardian deity of the Tamil language, came to her in disguise. After a test of wits he revealed his identity and inspired her to further learning and writing. Her works for children are still widely read in schools in Tamil Nadu, over a millennium after they were written.
[edit]In Telugu culture
This tree is called Neredu(నేరేడు) in Telugu. Besides the fruits, wood from Neredu tree is used in Andhra Pradesh to make bullock cart wheels and other agricultural equipment. Culturally, beautiful eyes are compared to this fruit. In the great epic of India Mahabharatha Sri Krishnas'[Lord Vishnu] body color is compared to this fruit as well.
[edit]Kerala
In Malayalam the jambul tree is called njaval and its fruit are njavalpazham. The fruit is particularly plentiful in Kollam.
[edit]Kannada
In Kannada the jambul tree is called Nerale mara and its fruit are Nerale Hannu

Jambuls at Rs 280 a kg.. good for diabetes

from wikipedia

Jambul (Syzygium cumini) is an evergreen tropical tree in the flowering plant family Myrtaceae. Jambul is native to Bangladesh, India, Nepal, Pakistan, Sri Lanka, the Philippines, and Indonesia.[citation needed] The name of the fruit is sometimes mistranslated as blackberry, which is a different fruit in an unrelated family.
Jambul is also known as Jambhul/jambu/jambula/jamboola, Java plum, jamun, jaam/kalojaam, jamblang, jambolan, black plum, Damson plum, Duhat plum, Jambolan plum, or Portuguese plum. Malabar plum may also refer to other species of Syzygium. This fruit is called Neredu Pandu in Telugu and Naaval Pazham in Malayalam and Navva Pazham in Tamil and Nerale Hannu in Kannada . Jambul is known as Duhat in the Philippines.[1]
The tree was introduced to Florida, USA in 1911 by the USDA, and is also now commonly grown in Suriname and Trinidad and Tobago. In Brazil, known as Jambolão, where it was introduced from India during Portuguese colonization, it has dispersed spontaneously in the wild in some places, as its fruits are eagerly sought by various native birds such as thrushes, tanagers and the Great Kiskadee. This species is considered an invasive in Hawaii, USA.[

A fairly fast growing species, it can reach heights of up to 30 m and can live more than 100 years. Its dense foliage provides shade and is grown just for its ornamental value. The wood is strong and is water resistant. Because of this it is used in railway sleepers and to install motors in wells. It is sometimes used to make cheap furniture and village dwellings though it is relatively hard to work on.
Jambul trees start flowering from March to April. The flowers of jambul are fragrant and small, about 5 mm in diameter. The fruits develop by May or June and resemble large berries. The fruit is oblong, ovoid, starts green and turns pink to shining crimson black as it matures. A variant of the tree produces white coloured fruit. The fruit has a combination of sweet, mildly sour and astringent flavour and tends to colour the tongue purple. The seed is also used in various alternative healing systems like Ayurveda (to control diabetes, for example.[3][4]), Unani and Chinese medicine for digestive ailments. The leaves and bark are used for controlling blood pressure and gingivitis. Wine and vinegar are also made from the fruit. It has a high source in vitamin A and vitamin C.[5][6][7]
Jambul has been spread overseas from India by Indian emigrants and at present is common in former tropical British colonies.[8]
[edit]Nutrients and Phytochemicals

Cultural & Religious Significance

According to Hindu tradition, Rama subsisted on the fruit in the forest for 14 years during his exile from Ayodhya[citation needed]. Because of this, many Hindus regard jambul as a 'fruit of the gods,' especially in Gujarat, India, where it is known locally as jamboon.
Lord Krishna has been described as having skin the color of Jamun. In Hindu mythology several protagonists have been described as having the color of jambul[citation needed].
[edit]In Maharashtra culture
In Maharashtra, jambul (locally known as jāmbhūḷ Marathi :जांभूळ) leaves are used in marriage pandal decorations. There is famous Marathi song "Jambhul pikalya zada khali...". The seeds are used in herbal tea for diabetics.
[edit]Ancient Tamil culture
According to Tamil legend, Auvaiyar (also known as Auvayar) (Tamil: ஔவையார்), a female poet,ethicist and political activist of the Sangam period was resting under a jambun tree, considering her life's work complete, when Lord Murugan, a guardian deity of the Tamil language, came to her in disguise. After a test of wits he revealed his identity and inspired her to further learning and writing. Her works for children are still widely read in schools in Tamil Nadu, over a millennium after they were written.
[edit]In Telugu culture
This tree is called Neredu(నేరేడు) in Telugu. Besides the fruits, wood from Neredu tree is used in Andhra Pradesh to make bullock cart wheels and other agricultural equipment. Culturally, beautiful eyes are compared to this fruit. In the great epic of India Mahabharatha Sri Krishnas'[Lord Vishnu] body color is compared to this fruit as well.
[edit]Kerala
In Malayalam the jambul tree is called njaval and its fruit are njavalpazham. The fruit is particularly plentiful in Kollam.
[edit]Kannada
In Kannada the jambul tree is called Nerale mara and its fruit are Nerale Hannu

The Beggars In The Beggar Poets World

You find more beggars here on this path on Fridays because of the Shia mosque..beggar ladies in hijab, little beggar children , the lame cripple , and honestly had Magic Eye my friend Deepak inspired me to show off my leanings towards poetry as photography,

Perhaps I shoot the same things but there were some new addition like the Anarkali wall and people all around were happy to see photographers shooting the heritage of rustic Bandra.

I would have taken them to shoot the St Peter Church the cemetery but we were short for time .. and photo walks are nice if we blog our vision online..

Who knows Marc Zuckerburg might just want to show his new wife something she will never ever get to see the beggars of Bandra Bazar Road...so the garbage dump awaits you all.. dont miss it for anything in the world.

bandra bazar road is the most famous for photo walks in mumbai

provided i accompany you for the walk..you dont pay me but the beggars we meet and shoot..

We Shoot To Make The World Smaller Than It Is

WT Gator07:47
Pardon my cynicism but tourists making this place hip doesn't take away the poverty. If anything, making a spectacle of it makes it worse. When you take the photographs, you do it as a beggar and share their lives. Rich foreign tourists carrying thousands of dollars of camera gear do not do that. What is your take on the sudden popularity of Bandra Bazar Road, +Firoze Shakir ?

Firoze Shakir07:59 (edited)Edit
Manuela Anjali are friends of Magic Eye the person who introduced me to blogging we share a unique bond ,, he wanted to shoot rustic bandra where I live so I invited them over to share to the topography of lost time.. they are very good people and not tourists.

Bandra Bazar is the most filthy dirty area where I live I wanted my friends to shoot it and show my agony my pain through their pictures ..

Mind you I want a better world for our children.. and so my grand children are photographers too.

This was a day away from the humdrum pain of life as a beggar poet paying host to good friends.

I hope one day all of you come to Mumbai and I will show you around I could write an imaginary post...

Jack and Pio walking near the garbage dump shooting egrets..Danny Burks with his girl friend holding my grand daughter Marziyas hands.. Sofie and Rodney having an animated conversation with the crippled beggar.. Luiz feeding stray cats.. and I could go on weaving dreams and all this while I am shooting Birgit as she wearing an Indian dress poses for me away from the maddening Gplus criwd.. are you tourists aw no you are not/

Rodney Pike making caricatures of the local goon ..

Sarah Miles having a live hang out from Bandra Bazar Road/

So you know I live my dreams .. on the soul of your poetry too

god is camera shy when it comes to women photographers

before god created fashion he created italians ..he did it in style

Photographers Enter Where Angels Fear To Tread

Hussain Is Humanity ..

The Beggar Poet ...of Bandra ..

God Made Man Woman He Tested God Created Photographers He Rested

The Muslim Macro Man

at the bakery
from the fire
into the frying pan
the muslim
superman
what you
cant do he can
he is allahs
hardcore fan
a humble
simple
peaceloving man
unlike the muslim
killing muslim
unmuslim taliban
humanity hating
evil man

This Is The Perfumed Garden Where I Stay...Cats Dogs Goats Rats Come Here To Pray

bandra bazar garbage
dump dumped
on us by our political
bigwigs a lazy
municipality
is now in the news
to shoot it by
hook or crook
long queues
australian
news network
italian news network
breaking news
the stench the filth
the rancid memories
some excuse
tourists buses
waiting
to see the garbage
queen of the suburbs
bandra in ones and twos
the japs the koreans
yankees brits
have never seen such
a sight back home
all amused

Our Bandra Bazar Garbage Dump Now on Italian News Network

I have been getting a lot of messages from photographer friends visiting Mumbai to shoot the Bandra Bazar garbage dump at our local market totally neglected by our civic Municipal department our new corporator and those political big shots who represent our constituency..

So friends fro Australian news network shot it last week this week it was the Italian news network. some locals asked me if they could take my pictures of this dump to make a few picture post cards to sell to the visiting tourists I said it was fine by me.

Soo the area where I stay has become more famous than me , Sailesh Bhatia senior journalist of Midday is waiting fr 4 year old Marziya Shakir street photographer to return he wants to do an exclusive story on Marziya shooting the dumps with some visiting tourists.

I got calls from DNA and HTA too as a few dignitaries have shown curiosity to a place that has become the next tourist spot after Mahalaxmi Dhobi Ghats.

And you can be sure if Madam Sonia Gandhiji decides to take a detour to visit the Rajeev Gandhi Bandra Worli Sea Link through thisarea of old time Bandra she would love it and it is a welcome sign of good things to happen in our area..

A lot od important peace treaty's could be signed here .. and the price per square feet around the market could rise, some nice roadside cafeterias , a stand and pee urinal.. and a very slum like ambiance to add to the authenticity , the drunkards the drug addicts come to shoot themselves late at night for that you have to pay an extra bit.. to the local bhai here.

Migratory birds have begun visiting this dump and because of its proximity to the toilets on the beach like mud banks flamingo's are expected here soon.



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Go Eat Your Heart Out You Will Only See My Hijra Pictures If I Add You As Friend At Flickr.com


I shot over 50 frames or more of the hijras of India at the Marriamman Temple Nehru Nagar,, the hijras told me they stay at Nehru Nagar and were followers of Goddess Marriamman who was responsible for their good status in society, and thanks to her they led a peaceful life among the rest of the Tamil community at Nehru Nagar.

There was hardly time to talk to them but they were very keen to see their pictures on the Internet so it is for them I have made this picture viewable ...and its a pity for the few that robbed my pictures at Flickr.com I have removed all my hijra collection sets blogs poems from public view.

I shoot the hijras in good faith , a community I respect and have showcased in its inherent positive spirit and if people who steal my pictures and malign them impersonate them to con Flickr members and to start a prostitution ring with the aid of Yahoo groups than it is a very serious issue.. the hijras I shot at Ajmer or Haji Malang are respectable hijras from good family back grounds I wont have their names besmirched even though Yahoo Copyright and Flickr Support take no action and they will one day when the cyber cops take the guilty to task.... trying to corrupt the youth , trying to make innocent kids into hijras is not the right way.. and I am sad that my hijra pictures stolen at Flickr.com are being misused by none but Flickr rogue members.

I hope that my friend Stephe of Androgyne online highlight this serious issue at their site and I hope you share this post with a large number of people.

I dont sell my hijra pictures , but I showed you their pain struggle and their fight to get back their self respect in society.


and for all this I got a raw deal from Flickr Support and Yahoo Copyright ...both the worst forums to demand justice .. I have been wronged by both of them I ont care that my hijra pictures are stolen but making wrong use of them at Flickr is what frightens me.. I am happy that those who stole my pictures posted it as there by standing guilty of their criminal bent of mind both Sapna CD and Nirma Flickr members.

Our Bandra Bazar Garage Dump Now on Italian News Network

This Is The Perfumed Garden Where I Stay...Cats Dogs Goats Rats Come Here To Pray

My Humble Wife Shoots Us on Canon EOS 7 D

My Humble Wife Shoots Us on Canon EOS 7 D

Magic Eye Visits The Beggar Poets House

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Deepak Amembal or Magic Eye metroblogger Indiblogger has been my oldest contact on cyberspace , he introduced me to Flickr from Fotothing and I am on the verge of deleting my oldest account at Fotothing..

Deepak came home with Anjali and Manuela from Italy , to shoot my world my surroundings and this is my next storyboard , a photo walk to rustic old time Bandra of Bazar Road and Chapel road ending at Waroda road.

Manuela loves India , the people the culture and the pathos poetry of Amchi Mumbai..

I first took them to shoot the Bandra Bazar open garbage dump , this site has been internationalized by me , and will soon be the next big tourist attraction after the Mahalaxmi Dhobi Ghats ..

Deepak thoroughly enjoyed the walk and all three of them shot me and crowds were happy that Bandra Bazar is now a trending topic on cyberspace , Bandra Bazar home of the beggar poet, the 4 year old worlds youngest street photographer Marziya Shakir on a summer holiday..Bandra Bazar home to the leperlady Maria , the Umbrella lady, the crosses , the colorful Anarkali Bolywood wall .

This is one place dying to be shot, there were other foreigners too enjoying the filth the rancid stench of over ripe sweaty tomatoes ,the armpit like potholes , all adding to old time Bandra charm.

I must thank my silent wife who shot this picture on the Canon EOS 7D .. the camera at our house is a indigenous item of survival , it is a instrument of holistic healing and harbinger of eternal hope.

the beggar poet .. kisses the earth with the soles of his barefeet

sometimes i dont know why i shoot what i shoot

imagine building parks statues as your political contribution to the poor in your state

I Shut my Facebook Account ,, Targeted Shia Harassment

27 May 2018 As a Shia I am targeted even  by  Sufis Sufism that  I promoted vigorously as a Malang .. I have renounced my Malang...